1472 La Divine Comédie

The scent of fleeing seconds and unquenched desires that morph into a world, accelerating passion. The scent of love teetering on the brink of addiction, of elegance on the brink of vanity, it is also the scent of those terrestrial sparks of joy that, for the span of a second, give a glimpse of what eternity, whether good or evil, feels like.